Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

A streak of fire streaked across the sky, and the setting sun quietly fell.

Yu Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his eyes to look at his palm which was covered with blisters, and frowned slightly.

Not enough, far from enough.

Life in the sect is too comfortable. I have to go out and find some real live targets to practice with, otherwise the Jinghong Sword will rust.

"Senior sister!"

The girl in the distance was running towards her at full speed, with a beautiful smile on her face. She was carrying a small basket on her hand, and the fox at her feet was trotting behind her, jumping around on its short limbs like a hare in a mountain stream.

Seeing the chopped ironwood debris scattered on the ground, Lengquanyi couldn't help but stop, lifted her skirt and walked around the obstacles to reach the center.

The senior sister had her long hair tied up high, a crimson headband dancing in the wind, her eyes as clear as a spring. At this moment, she was holding a crimson blade, and her whole body exuded a cold aura and a strong murderous aura.

This was the first time she had seen such a handsome senior sister.

"Senior Sister, look, what delicious food did I bring you?" Leng Quanyi excitedly opened the small basket, revealing three steamed buns inside, still steaming.

Yu Zhao actually wanted to eat meat. She wasn't hungry at first, but now that she saw Leng Quanyi bringing her food, she became hungry reflexively.

She casually picked up a steamed bun and started to eat it, saying casually, "Today's meal seems different from usual."

At least there was a meat dish yesterday, but today there was only steamed corn bread, which was a bit dry. Yu Zhao ate it too fast and almost choked.

Seeing this, Leng Quanyi hurriedly took out the kettle and handed it over. Yu Zhao didn't think much about it, just picked it up and drank a few sips. The water in the kettle seemed a little different, refreshing and slightly sweet, and it also contained rich spiritual power.

It doesn't look like ordinary spring water at all.

Leng Quanyi sighed, her hands resting on her chin in distress. "Senior Sister, I'm afraid we won't have any meat dishes anymore. I heard an elder got drunk and went to a gambling house, losing all the sect disciples' monthly salaries for the next year."

"There are also quite a few new disciples who are threatening to leave the sect. It's become quite a big deal."

After all, most of the cultivators came here for Cui Yu. Now they have not yet become Cui Yu's disciples, and the elder of the sect is a prodigal son. With the fuse, it is natural for them to pack up and run away.

The unexpected was as expected. The Qingcheng Sect wasn't the poorest, only getting poorer. Yu Zhao put down his kettle, his heart sinking. They'd gone bankrupt the moment they joined the sect. Could it be that they had a built-in downturn buff?

But he wasn't done yet. Leng Quanyi continued, "From today on, each disciple will have two meals a day, one steamed bun for each meal. Naturally, there will be no monthly salary for this year, but the Seventh Elder still has a conscience and gave us an IOU."

Has a conscience, but not much.

As she spoke, she took out a white IOU from her sleeve, on which was a small portrait of the Seventh Elder.

Holding the IOU, Yu Zhao's eyes went dark and he felt like his life was over. Fortunately, he still had some spirit stones in his pocket, otherwise he would have been starving.

She couldn't help but think of the wealthy Qingcheng Sect in her dream, and she felt quite disappointed.

Yu Zhao picked up the kettle and handed it to Leng Quanyi, asking her, "The water seems a little different today."

She remembered the taste of the spring water.

Leng Quanyi, who was sitting opposite, raised his eyebrows slightly, "This was given to me by a senior brother. He's a very nice guy."

Looking at the two steamed buns in the basket, Yu Zhao stared at her carefully, "Is the remaining steamed bun also a gift from him?"

The mountain breeze blew through the green grass, and there seemed to be a strange fragrance in the air.

The girl shook her head and pointed at the steamed bread and said, "This was given to me by another senior brother."

"I don't remember his name, but he was tall, had a bit of dark skin, and liked to smile silly at me."

Hearing this, Yu Zhao did not ask any more questions. The fact that her junior sister was pretty was an advantage, and people were bringing her food and drinks. She reached into the small basket, picked up another steamed bun and started to eat it.

"Oh right." Leng Quanyi looked at her, his eyes clear, "Senior Sister, what does dual cultivation mean?"

Yu Zhao paused, not even raising his eyelids. "Don't think about these things, little kid. The right thing to do is to practice well."

"But those two brothers said that I could practice dual cultivation with them in the future." She said slowly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment. Even the steamed bun was no longer fragrant. She swallowed the bun in one gulp, stood up, held the knife, and pulled Leng Quanyi down the mountain.

Looking at the murderous figure in front of her, she was a little puzzled and held Yu Zhao's hand with her backhand, "Senior Sister, where are we going?"

Soft strands of hair brushed against her cheek, and Leng Quanyi widened her eyes in curiosity.

"I want to meet the two senior brothers you mentioned and thank them properly." Yu Zhao looked back at her, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried hard to force a smile.

Although the smile was a bit scary, Leng Quanyi was still very happy. Her senior sister must be taking her down the mountain to play.

Finally, Yu Zhao took Leng Quanyi to a secluded place on the road that Qingcheng Sect had to pass through, and asked her to recognize them one by one.

After confirming the person, Yu Zhao took out a sack, followed quietly, and hit them with every move. He dragged the person to the corner and beat him up. No matter how they screamed, he refused to stop until his fists were sore.

The moonlight fell on her shiny mask, and Reizenyi also sensed her displeasure and shouted softly.

"Sister?"

Yu Zhao took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hand, touched the top of her head, and with an unreadable emotion in his eyes, he said, "If anyone else asks you to practice dual cultivation with them, please write down their name or appearance and tell me."

Originally, she didn't think anything was wrong. Her junior sister seemed a little silly, but she was quite active in bringing her food. Just now, when she passed by, many disciples looked at her, which was a bit unreasonable.

Too much.

It was the same the last time I went to the market, some of the looks I got were not exactly friendly.

Although Leng Quanyi didn't know what dual cultivation meant, she could tell that her senior sister didn't like it.

She murmured "Okay".

The spring night was cold. Leng Quanyi rubbed her cold shoulders and looked at Yu Zhao with a smile in her eyes. "Senior Sister, can you give me two of those sacks?"

In fact, she can solve it herself.

But she didn't expect that her senior sister would help her and save their lives instead.

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then took out two sacks from the storage bag and gave them to her. These were carefully selected by her. They were thick and durable, and could easily cover two people at once. They were essential for killing and robbing.

Just as she turned around, a white shadow rushed out from the darkness and directly grabbed Yu Zhao's back. She almost fell flat on her face because she couldn't stand firmly.